I discover. I innovate. I come up with great ideas. I write down these ideas. I read over these ideas and throw out the bad ones and keep the good ones. I institute the good ones. I have a fulfilling, rich, and productive life with many accomplishments from these good ideas. I die. I turn to dust and am planted in the earth. I come back as an herb. Maybe basil. I like basil. It adds nice flavor and color to a pasta dish. It smells wonderful. I would like to smell wonderful when I am dead. That is one of my ideas that I write down. So many good ideas.